Doldrums relaying and receiving messages of life while
resting in netherlands on distant plains.
Tailgating extra ideas while riding various highways throughout life.
Counting religiously, facets of heretofore noncommittal avenues.
Finding no way around fragile beings and helpless
individuals lounging
on wayside tables waiting for expressions of sound in future images.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem